Original subtitles

This is war in the Pacific.

American armed forces are reeling

under the blows of a savage and cunning enemy.

Pearl Harbor is a pile of rubble

and uncounted dead.

One by one, our island strongholds fall

to the power-crazed Japanese.

These are the faces of war.

This is war.

What price must we pay for one jungle island?

How many lives must it cost for one small piece of land

or one building,

Colonel Craig's command post on the island of Baluyanna?

[Gunfire]

[Shouts in Japanese]

[Speaks Japanese]

This building was only a heap of mortar and wood,

but to these men, it was to become a living thing,

a powerful enemy that would destroy and kill

before it would surrender its grim secret.

The United States Army Engineer Corps

will always remember with pride

these men of the Suicide Battalion.

Alright, let's plant one here.

I'd take it around the bend, sir.

Start digging here, Donovan.

Just a suggestion, Major.

If it ain't a latrine, it's a land mine machine

And I'm a-digging my way through a couple of these

How about taking 10, Major?

My feet are killing me.

You know, this retreatin's hard work,

and the human body can only stand so much.

Remember that the next time you're at Mama Lily's

in Banichi. - I gotta get back to Banichi.

Cho-Cho's expecting me.

I'm gonna give her lesson number four in fraternizing.

Mama Lily catches you tutoring her niece,

and she'll decapitate you, and that can hurt.

[Sighs] Listen, how 'bout that breather, Major?

My feet are killing me.

Alright, take 10. You may not get another chance.

And look out for the sniper action.

The Japs may have cut in behind us.

[Explosions in distance]

[Sighing]

Hey, put your feet the other way.

The wind's blowing right at me.

Novello's secret weapon... His feet.

Use them right, and they'll win us a war.

[Laughter]

[Explosion]

First battle's the toughest, kid.

A-A couple of times, I thought I was gonna get sick.

Had a buddy at Verdun

used to heave every time a barrage started.

Best heaver in World War I.

Think I'll drop my old man a few lines.

Good idea.

He's in that tree, Major!

Keep busy!

[Screaming]

Well, what are we waiting for?

Major, I'd like to take the boy back.

Okay.

"Hi, Dad.

Small lull in the fighting, so I thought I'd drop you a note."

"We just got the building up, and the Japs swamped us.

They had us outnumbered 20 to 1.

We didn't even have a chance to destroy our equipment

or the buildings.

Dad, I saw a man die today for the first time.

Maybe one of my bullets killed someone.

Kind of hope not.

Tell Ma..."

I think his folks would like to have that, Colonel Craig.

I can't send it through.

I guess this boy didn't know much about censorship.

Get rid of it.

Ray didn't know very much about anything.

McCormick, I want that headquarters building destroyed.

Get ready for another assault at 1400.

We can't take it with the striking force we have.

We've learned that.

That building has cost us too many lives already.

Am I being reprimanded by one of my subordinates, Major?

No, sir.

But an open assault is hopeless.

I want that command post demolished at any cost.

Then get me reinforcements, sir.

From where, Corregidor? Bataan?

Those boys are pretty well occupied, you know?

Get your men ready, Major.

We can't take it by force.

I'll make your objections a matter of record.

I don't like this any more than you do.

Give me a handful of demolition men,

and we'd have a better chance than 500 infantry.

[Explosions in distance]

You think you can get behind the enemy lines?

A few days, we could.

They'll have us pretty wel bottled up by then, won't they?

- Yes. - They'll relax.

Then we can move in.

You'll have to ask for volunteers.

I can't order men out on a mission like that.

It's suicide.

Men aren't fooled, sir.

They realize our position is pretty grim anyway.

With your cooperation and certain inducements,

I'm sure I can get them.

Inducements? What are they?

72-hour pass in Banichi,

three months' advance pay in their pockets.

Pretty irregular, isn't it?

Take about three days to put the plan in operation anyway.

If it works, we'll save a lot of lives.

Bring me a detailed plan as soon as possible.

I'll get busy. It'll help if you get Lieutenant Hall

to talk to the men while I do the paperwork.

I'll do that.

How long do you think we can hold out, Colonel?

Evacuation of all nonessential American personnel

from the Port of Banichi began yesterday.

Does that answer your question?

Very graphically, sir.

[Explosions in distance]

Two messages, sir. One from Captain Blair.

He's withdrawn to a defense position as ordered.

Anything about casualties?

Very heavy.

And here's one from Captain Hendry in Banichi.

Quite a town, that Banichi.

Go on, Lieutenant.

Two newspaper correspondents,

Wayne and Mason of National Press Service,

request permission to cover action at the front.

Now, can you imagine anyone wanting to come out here?

We need obituary writers, not correspondents.

It's tough enough for us without exposing noncombatants.

Permission refused. Wait a minute.

Give them another message.

Tell them this island's a death trap.

They'd better get off it if they can.

[Radio chatter]

[Laughter, indistinct conversations]

Well, what do you know? We got 10 mil of glass again.

Come on. Get it over with.

Hey, you forgot the whipped cream.

[Indistinct conversations]

- We're the first ones in - And the last ones out

The Yankee tank engineers

If there's drink to be had, we'll find it no doubt

The Yankee tank engineers

We'll push up a building and tear down a hill

If the Japs don't get to their rations, well

The first ones in and the last ones out

[Off-key] The Yankee tank engineers

[All groan]

[Explosion]

Hey, you know, a guy could get knocked off

with all that shootin' going on.

Cho-Cho'd never forgive me if I got killed.

Well, you know, I'll bet she'd think I did it

just to get out of marrying her.

Marry Cho-Cho? Oh, this kid is sick.

- You're a medic. - No bill's gonna cure

this fever, pops. Only matrimony.

[Rumbling]

[Coughs]

Hey, one of those might have my name on it.

- So what? You can't read. - Eh.

What, the old Harry dyin' again?

Oh, he's always croakin'.

For a guy who's lived through, how many wars, Harry?

Four, not countin' the three years I was married.

[Laughter] - You'll have to be put out

in pasture in some old soldiers' home.

- It's not for me, guys. - Hey.

Leave 'em where they are.

The ants got to eat, too.

Just had a talk with the colonel.

Oh, is he bleeding daft?

He's lookin' for some of the best demolition men we got.

Naturally, I thought of you boys.

- Oh, sure, you did. - Yeah.

Relax. It's a volunteer mission.

Oh, my dogs are just killin' me.

And I'm reading a book, and I can't quit

till I find out who killed the butler.

'Course, there are some compensations...

not bribes, mind you,

There's a 72-hour pass in Banichi.

Three months' pay to blow in that central town.

[Whistles] What's the catch, boss?

It's a rough job.

The odds are about 1,000 to 1.

I'm used to them kind of odds.

Our chances are no better sittin' here.

We're outgunned, out-manned, and out-housed.

[Laughter]

I remember once in the Argonne...

[All protesting] - Reminiscing, Harry.

[Explosions in distance]

Who wants some of this?

I'll take mine.

You might even get to see your girl, Tommy.

I got no right to deny her the pleasure of seein' me again.

I-I'm with you, Lieutenant.

You jerks aren't gonna make any score without me.

Soon as I find someone handy with a machine gun, Marty,

we head for Banichi right away.

I just check with the colonel, get my briefing, and,

Mama Lily's, here we come.

Okay, okay.

You know, let's hope it's a one way street anyways.

Right. I wouldn't, uh... I wouldn't like you guys

to think you've been pressured into this.

- Oh, no. - Colonel might ask.

You know, I got a hunch we just had a snow job.

No pressure?

Can you check my head for rocks?

- Yeah. - Volunteer like my brother

volunteered to get married.

There's this girl's father standing over them with a .38.

That's for me, lads.

It'll be a rare treat to lead the gay, ol' life again.

Yeah? Well, you talk a good game anyway.

I got some left and some to spare

- The Yankee tank engineers - The Yankee tank engineers

[Men singing indistinctly]

You pull your left flank back to this point.

The enemy will follow you in.

If it works, we'll be creating a corridor

for you and your men along the coast.

After a few days, they'll stop patrolling that stretch.

Then we can come back and pick up our supplies.

Still leaves you 4 miles from your objective,

4 very tough miles.

If only two of us can get through,

we can still blow that building to the Imperial Palace in Tokyo.

Where do you want to cache your spies?

One here and one here,

two caches at widely separated points.

It's a good gamble, sir.

- Lieutenant Hall, sir. - Come in.

I have the men, sir. They're getting ready to leave now.

I've come for my briefing.

Major McCormick'll fill you in.

I thought I was to be in command, sir.

I didn't tell you that.

Major McCormick wasn't even mentioned

when you asked me to recruit the men.

Didn't occur to me to mention him.

He was busy working out details.

If Lieutenant Hall'd like to drop out, sir,

it's alright with me. - We're not playing

tiddledywinks, gentlemen, or are we?

No, sir. I'm ready.

Maybe you'd be better off without him at that.

No, he's the best explosive man we have

He'll do his job.

Well, Colonel.

Well, you should have quite a fling in Banichi anyway.

I'm sure the men will.

- Good luck, man. - Thanks.

Hold it.

Hey, uh, Pappy, ol' buddy,

what are you gonna do in Banichi?

Nothing but women there, you know.

Well, first, I'm gonna...

Why, you wet-nosed, bottle-fed pup.

I got my trainer in the kasbah.

Once you survive that, you hold a lifetime degree.

Yeah. [Chuckling]

This will be our rendezvous point.

In case we get separated, we'll meet here.

Oh, Hall.

You're not too happy about doing this job with me, are you?

No, I'm not.

Still check out if you want to.

I'll do what's expected of me.

That's all I'm asking.

So long as you don't let your personal feelings interfere

with the job ahead of us,

I don't care how you feel about me.

Do I make myself clear?

Clear and concise, as always, Major.

Good.

Our lives may depend on that.

If the odds against us are 1,000 to 1,

the Major's are 10,000 to the same 1.

Slap he'll get in the back from his fellow officer.

You said it.

Whoo-hoo! Banichi, here we come!

[Men cheering, laughing]

Hey, here we go!

Here we go, boys.

- Ah! - Whoo-hoo! Here we are, boys!

Whoo! - See you men later.

Yes, sir. 72 hours later, sir. [Laughter]

Hey, how about that three days and all this beautiful stuff

to blow it in? - Look at it. Look at it, huh?

I can't wait to start sharing my fortune at Mama Lily's!

Oh, hey, look who's talkin', Methuselah.

Hey, hey, hey, let's go check in, get cleaned up,

then we'll go down the stret and get cleaned out!

[All chattering, singing]

The Yankee tank engineers

If there's drink to be had, we'll have it no doubt

The Yankee tank engineers

If there's drink to be had, we'll have it no doubt

The Yankee tank engineers

We'll push up a building and tear down a hill

If the Japs don't get to their rations, well

No, not you again!

- The Yankee tank engineers! - No! Please. No.

Banichi calling Lone Star 1.

Banichi calling Lone Star 1.

Report your position, over.

Lone Star 1...

- Major. - Hello, Edward.

Craig radioed that you were on your way in,

but I didn't expect you till later.

Well, my men were in a hurry.

They really had those jeeps flyin'.

Huh. Welcome to Ghost Town.

See, uh, when are you leaving?

Couple of days.

I've been organizing guerrilla resistance.

- Any luck? - Not bad.

Say, uh, I wonder if you can spare a man

for a pretty thankless job.

[Engines roaring in distance]

A job? What is it?

I want someone to stick with my men.

I've got to know where they are at all times.

Consider it done. He'll rule and regulation them to death,

but he'll stick with them. - Thanks.

He memorizes Pentagon directives

like they were poetry.

Oh, by the way, uh,

tell him to say the order came from Craig himself.

Make it convincing. - Leave it to me.

[Laughter in distance]

Well, I see Mama Lily is still in business.

She is durable.

She's teaching her waitresses Japanese.

- Captain Hendry? - Yeah.

I'll see you in a minute.

[Piano playing in distance]

Thought all nonessential Americans had been evacuated.

Oh, he and a woman photographer landed here this morning.

Their plane was hit with ack-ack,

couldn't turn back as ordered.

Before we could get them away, the airstrip was bombed.

Result... No strip. No planes coming or going.

Get them out of here.

I've no transportation for 'em.

Everything that could float took off yesterday.

All I have left is a fishing junk for myself and a few men.

Now, the best I can do is take them with me when I go.

I want them out of Banichi before that.

I tried, but it's pretty hopeless.

[Explosions in distance]

Pretty rough up there. - Yeah, plenty.

Get pretty rough right here in no time at all.

Oh, maybe we'll get some help.

I hear the Navy... [Explosions]

There's always that big maybe, isn't there?

[Speaking Japanese]

[Speaking Japanese]

[Speaking Japanese]

[Men conversing indistinctly]

Sergeant Donovan? Privates Zagorsky, Green, and Novello?

Don't tell me I'm being picked up before I start my leave.

Special duty. I've been assigned

to serve as your escort.

Listen, I don't want no chaperones

when I'm romancin' Cho-Cho.

Now, I'm tellin' ya. - Whose orders, little man?

Colonel Craig's. I'm to see that you do not fall

into the hands of unscrupulous natives,

that you do not become involved in altercations

with the populace. - Alright, sonny,

you can help us down the street. [Laughter]

I shouldn't have listened to my mother.

I should have gone Air Corps.

[Speaks Japanese]

[Speaking Japanese]

Soldier boy come.

[Speaking Japanese]

- Good evening. - Cho-Cho, no soldier boy come.

Must go home now. - No.

- Come on! Mama! - No! Oh.

The Americans are coming! Oh! How wonderful!

I didn't know there was any on this island.

[Women chattering excitedly]

No!

[Piano music playing]

Come on, big boy.

Oh, there it is.

"Good evening. How do you do?"

- Good evening. How do you do? - Good evening. How do you do?

Mama!

[All exclaiming indistinctly]

- Hey. - Cho-Cho?

- How are ya? - Cho-Cho?

- Nice to see ya. - Cho-Cho?

Darling, you have come back to me at last.

- Mwah. - Mwah.

Where's Cho-Cho?

[Sighs]

What is your name?

Valentino. Rudolph Valentino.

Of course. Such a beautiful name.

[Laughter, indistinct conversations]

You have money?

Ah, mon cheri, come "wish" me to the kasbah.

I would love you even if you had half of that.

Mama Lily, how are you, sweetheart?

Here's for the drinks, and, uh, mwah, one for you.

[Both laugh]

Come on, sweetheart.

I declare, honey, you are the spittin' image

of a man I was engaged to in Savannah.

Oh, deal me out of that corn-pone, hominy-grits routine.

Last time I saw you, you told me you're from Sweden.

Show me your passport to prove it.

Well, I lived stateside, didn't I? Nine years.

All I know is you rolled me for 11 bucks.

You crumb-bum, when'd you ever have 11 bucks?

Heh. For example.

That's so you won't have to Mickey Finn me.

They give me awful headaches. - I declare, honey,

if you aren't the cutest... - Now, cut it!

You're gonna lose me. - Okay, ya cheap hood.

That's my baby.

Here's to the ladies who take all our gold

Vive la Compagnie

They make old men young and young men old

Vive la Compagnie

Vive la, vive la, vive l'amour

Vive la, vive la, vive l'amour

Vive la, vive la, vive l'amour, vive la compagnie

[Singing indistinctly] - Julie, where's Cho-Cho?

- Vive la Compagnie - Come on, Mama!

Not know. She here before.

Vive la Compagnie

Not now.

Julie help you forget.

Yeah? Well, I don't want to forget her.

[Laughter]

Major McCormick?

- Yeah. - I've been waiting for you.

I'm Peter Wayne, National Press Service.

Captain Hendry tells me you're in command here.

- That's right. - We came out here

on a specific assignment to cover the action on this island.

I can show you the necessary authorization.

I'm sure you have it, but it's out of the question.

We have obligations to our readers.

They have a right to know what's going on.

Write your congressman, Mr. Wayne. I'm sorry.

You'll be held to account for this.

I'm sure.

[Wolf-whistles]

Well, hello.

That's him, Major McCormick.

He looks familiar. Pete, did you talk to him

about getting through to the fighting line?

I couldn't even get through to him.

You haven't got what it takes to subdue majors, Pete.

Obviously. Man all battle stations.

Major McCormick?

I'm Elizabeth Ann Mason, National Press Service.

I've heard of you. You take pictures,

glimpses of the war as seen by a woman.

I see you haven't read the latest Pentagon bulletin.

This is Be Kind to Correspondence Week.

Field majors aren't on their mailing list.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

By the way, Miss Mason, don't try and leave Banichi,

or I'll have you thrown in a guardhouse.

[Explosions in distance]

This helps, little.

You're wasting your time and assets on the major.

His blood is ice water, and his emotions are cataloged

and stored in a deep freeze for the duration.

He's a fighting machine,

a soldier's soldier.

There's no time for weakness.

And I hate his guts.

You have had a drink or two, haven't you?

Or 12.

Catch up with me?

Stuff's hitting me.

[Explosions in distance]

What's he done to you?

Nothing, nothing but be superior, strong...

and vulnerable.

You know, I think you envy him.

You're too smart for me.

Get down to my level.

I don't think my spinster aunt would approve.

[Both chuckle]

[Laughter, indistinct conversations]

[Piano music playing]

I don't mind payin' for tea, but don't make me drink it!

Ahh. Mmm.

Look, watch it, will ya?

You almost knocked me out of my chair.

Aw, you.

You still wait for Cho-Cho?

I love her. Can't you understand that?

You never been in love, huh?

Oh, 390 times.

You be 91?

Or maybe Papa Lily know where Cho-Cho is.

Yeah? Go get him.

Not now, Mama watching.

Is there a place called New York?

Yeah. It's near the Brooklyn Bridge.

One G.I. tell me, when I come there,

he give me big present.

Big store. - Oh, yeah?

Well, don't tell me.

I'll bet it was Macy's.

How'd you know?

Well, ya see, I knew it couldn't be Gimbels,

because that's mine.

Now, you go get Papa Lily and bring him up here.

And I'm gonna give you Gimbels.

- Two stores? - Two stores.

Oh.

[Slurring] Tomorrow is only a few drinks away.

You're very articulate,

and a little crazy.

At last, a woman who understands me.

[Chuckles]

[Sighs] I'm afraid I'm a little high.

What you need is some air.

Come on.

We'll grab a hunk of moonlight.

[Explosions in distance]

Denver Company calling Banichi. Denver Company...

- How's it going? - Well, alright so far.

I've arranged an escape rendezvous with some guerillas.

You are an optimist.

They'll pick you up on the coast road

and put you aboard a junk.

I'm not counting on it.

I guess I'll go back over to the hotel.

[Women squealing, piano playing]

I see the boys are having no dull moments.

By the way, have you done anything about Miss Mason?

I'm afraid she'll have to wait till I leave.

Alright, now, where's Cho-Cho?

- No parley Yankee Doodle. - Aw, you parley good enough.

Now, where'd you take her?

Seattle, maybe San Francisco, maybe Portland,

Hoboken, San Diego.

Uh, you've been maybe Pocatello?

Yeah, yeah, break a leg, will ya?

Thank you.

Look, I'm not kidding.

Uh, Cho-Cho nice girl.

Me nice boy.

Look, I only beat my mother up on her birthday,

and I never use more than two loaded dies in any crap game.

Uh, Cho-Cho get married next week.

Married?

No, no, she can't do that to me.

Oh, she no do. Papa do.

Man bring good present, take Cho-Cho.

Look, I want to marry this girl.

I'll bring her good presents.

Jeep? Island man like jeep.

O-Okay, a jeep.

- Cow? - Yeah.

- Goats? - Goats.

- Chickens? - Chickens.

- Geese? - Geese.

Uh, $100 for marriage broker?

Mm-hmm. You're the marriage broker? You lousy robber.

Alright, alright, 100 bucks.

- Uh... - But make it snappy.

You go get present.

I see Cho-Cho daddy.

Everything be Seattle.

Ah, that Seattle.

I can hardly wait.

Hey, paisan, I need help with something. Will... Come here.

Sure, I'll help you, boy.

I-I'm gonna get married.

Turning to me for help on your wedding night?

Which one you marrying?

Here's to ya and to all who have been before ya.

May you all be happy. - Well, it's Cho-Cho.

I just got to marry her. - You little devil.

Look, I got to get a dowry or something together.

Will you help me?

That I will, ya little rascal.

Shh.

Hey, Mama! Drinks on me!

Set up a round at the bar for Bill here and the girls!

Oh!

I'm going out to talk to him.

Am I being outranked?

I'm a working girl, Chet.

I came out here to cover a story.

Enjoying your stay here, Miss Mason?

Standing there in the darkness,

I almost mistook you for a human being.

Next time you'll know better.

What can I do for you?

Either get me off this island, or let me do my work.

You'll leave with Captain Hendry.

And you can't go to the fighting line.

Neither a gallon of Chung's whiskey

or a guided tour to lover's lane will change my mind.

I see why your men love you as they do.

You're a commissioned robot officer,

a bloodless facsimile of a man!

There was a woman who knew different.

[Explosions in distance] - I'm sorry, Major.

I have a job to do.

Very unpleasant job.

Lead five men on a mission that may cost them their lives.

Whatever happens to us is inevitable,

but I won't take the responsibility for your life.

I knew the risk when I took the assignment.

Good night, Miss Mason.

Your lover must be frothing at the mouth by now.

Whoa.

[Shouting indistinct commands]

We got it.

Thank you, champion. [Animals squawking]

Oh, these goats smell worse

than a herd of camels holdin' a convention.

[Animal bleats] What are you doin'?

Whoa. You leave 'em out here,

and your dowry'll be gone by morning.

- So? - No dowry, no wedding.

No wedding, no honeymoon, no...

- Oh, say no more. - Ah.

I'm with you. Let's go.

Shh!

[Snoring]

Shh!

Oh, they're loaded. They'll sleep like lead.

No one can sleep through this stink.

I've got an idea.

[Animals snorting] Aftershave lotion.

You gonna shave 'em?

De-stink 'em.

[Continues snoring]

That stuff smells worse than the goats.

[Animals squawking quietly]

Shut up, or I'll wring your ruddy neck.

[Goose squawks]

- Spread the papers. - Okay.

[Goat bleats]

[Cow moos loudly]

Uh, w-what was that?

Tommy snoring. Go back to sleep.

Oh. [Chuckles]

Sounded like a-a cow.

[Cow moos]

He's having a nightmare.

He's dreaming he's locked in a bar,

and there's nothing to drink but milk.

[Chuckling]

Milk.

[Mutters indistinctly]

[Goat bleats, cow moos]

Oh! Hey!

Hey! Hey, watch it!

[All shouting indistinctly]

[Groaning sleepily]

0530.

Time to get to work. - Yes, sir.

When'd you last check with Blair and the others?

A half hour ago.

Everything's quiet, almost too quiet.

Won't be for long.

Think you can dig up some coffee?

Yes, sir.

[Speaking Japanese]

[Speaking Japanese]

[Whistle blows] - [Shouts in Japanese]

I was unnecessarily rude last night.

I'm sorry. - I was less than tactful myself.

Oh, Major, will you join me in a cup of coffee?

No, thanks. I'm having breakfast with Captain Hendry.

Hello, Major.

You still smell goaty. Got them in your back pocket?

I got them parked on the road downwind out of town.

Lieutenant Hall, uh, thought you might want to go along with us.

Make good pictures, he says.

- What will? - Tommy's going courtin'.

He's taking Cho-Cho's dowry to her father.

Only animals go courting this hour.

That's Tommy.

I'll get my things and be right with you.

Uh, if something comes of it, you can be the bridesmaid.

My favorite role.

[All shouting excitedly]

Planes!

Japanese bombers, sir, a whole mess of them.

Well, there's not much we can do about it,

is there, Lieutenant?

That wasn't just a practice flight.

Alert all units to expect a full-scale attack.

Yes, sir.

[Indistinct conversations]

[Speaking Japanese]

[Bombs whistling]

- [Speaks Japanese] - [Speaks Japanese]

Alright, fire!

[Speaking Japanese]

[Bombs whistling]

Too bad we can't have some of our men up there

running their tails out of the sky.

Just had word from Captain Blair.

Cable company's dug in. - Are they under attack?

It's raining steel.

That means the nips followed him in.

Well, gives the major his corridor anyway.

Hmm.

Denver Company calling Banichi. Getting hot sitting here.

I can't find any trace of my men.

I've looked every place. - My man's with them.

He'll bring 'em back in one piece.

- Any news? - They're under attack,

but holding.

Relax. Craig'll hold them off.

[Animals grunting, squawking]

I must warn you that the transferring

of military vehicles is expressly forbidden,

Section Z6, Article 896721-B.

Quiet, sonny, or I'll take you off pablum.

[Horn honks]

Uh $25 for miscellany expense.

[Goose honking]

You throat-cuttin' thief.

Here. - Thank you.

When do I get to see my girl?

Uh, Mama?

Uh...

[Cow mooing]

She's looking him over like he's tomorrow's menu.

I'm cautioning you that unless the necessary documents

have been procured through proper channels,

any marriage is invalid.

Ain't that too bad.

Look, this ain't a marriage.

We're just, uh, settin' up the deal.

Nevertheless, Section 12, Article 564001...

[Animals mooing, squawking]

The Articles of War clearly state that...

I'll get her for you.

She's beautiful.

Mm-hmm.

Everybody come back later. We talk.

Leave all these beautiful beasts here?

Nothing doing. We're not leavin'

until a legal and binding understanding has been reached.

I need a book of some kind. Anything. Anything at all.

All I have is a dictionary.

- Perfect. - What do you want a book for?

Perfect.

[Goat bleats]

What's with the dictionary?

According to the law set forth in this book

and approved by the Supreme Court of Madagascar,

I now proceed to draw up a verbal agreement.

In the articles governing contractual agreements

while on active service...

Listen, ya Philadelphia mouthpiece, beat it.

- The provost... - Now, I mean it!

The provost general...

- Move! - Beat it!

[Chicken clucking]

I am now, according to the law, drawing up an agreement

between the parties of the first and second part.

Man, no second parts.

[Both laugh]

Her hand, you bloomin' idiot.

Come on.

Now, by repeatin' after me the words I say,

you will be givin' mutual and binding consent to matrimony,

as soon as a chaplain can be shanghaied.

Resourceful engineers, aren't we?

Now, say after me.

Adoxography.

- Adoxography. - Adoxography.

A noun from the Greek adoxos, inglorious, plus graphy.

I do.

And you?

Adoxography.

Now both of you say.

Uh...

Hydr... Hy...

Hydroxy-hexachloro-do- phenyl-thane.

[Cow moos]

- Hydro... - Hydrox...

Hy... Look, my leave'll be over before I can say that.

As long as you're willing.

That's the main thing.

Now, before I pronounce this engagement, uh, E Pluribus Unum,

is there anyone who wishes to object?

Uh...

Let him repeat after me.

Antidisestablishmentarianism.

As is the American custom, you may now kiss your intended.

What gives? Now, listen, we're engaged.

No, no kiss till marriage. Come back three day later

with chaplain fella. - Three days?

Young girl must fast and pray for three days.

Then you come back.

Listen, I don't have that much time.

Cho-Cho not be lonesome.

He keep her company all the time. Alright.

- Hey, wait, no, no. - Listen, they can't do it to me.

Ah, wait a minute. There's a time to fight

and a time to use your head.

First thing you do is to make a temporary retreat.

Make them think we're leaving the area.

Now, come on. Come on.

[Bombs whistling]

[Explosions]

Craig's a sitting duck out there.

Hey, where is everybody? The hotel's like a tomb.

Even Chung left,

packed a suitcase and left. - Chung left? Well,

that's something to worry about. - What do you mean?

Hell, those natives have their own building alarm system.

Any of my men in the hotel?

No, and Beth must be with them.

What am I supposed to do now? - Everything'll be alright.

You stick around with us if you like.

[Indistinct shouting]

Battery "A," range, 1,200 yards.

Fire!

"A" Company, cover sector 3!

"B" Company, cover the left flank!

Oh!

Aah!

Come in, Banichi.

Captain Blair, "A" Company.

Captain Blair, "A" Company. Come in.

[Gunfire, explosions]

Captain Blair, sir.

That opens the road to Banichi.

Tell Beckman to move in. - No answer there, either.

Call Hendry at Banichi and tell him

to alert McCormick of a breakthrough.

Tell him to get going. - Yes, sir.

[Gunfire, explosions continue]

Come in, Banichi. Banichi, over.

Aah!

Come in, Baker Company.

Do you read me, Baker Company?

Come in! No answer, sir.

Well, what'd he say?

Just, "Come in, Banichi. Banichi, over."

Then he went dead.

Fire!

[Shouting in Japanese]

[All shouting in Japanese]

[Explosions]

Still no sign of my men.

I'd better get started alone. - What's happening?

Well, I'm afraid they've broken through, Mr. Wayne.

- What are you gonna do with m? - Well, we take you with us

soon as we're ready. Start burning the records.

Mama Lily doesn't know where they are?

Yeah, that's what she said. Think I'll try her again,

this time with a little more persuasion.

So long, Captain.

Don't forget that escape setup.

Yeah.

Oh, Yankee, Nipponese come soon!

For the last time, where are my men?

Japanese come!

Oh, hide, soldier! Quick!

Oh, no hide here!

Any Americans?

All go.

[Speaking Japanese]

[Grunts]

Come with me, soldier.

Go, soldier boy.

Boys at Cho-Cho's house. - How far is it?

No, not far by jeep. One fella lend me jeep.

I take you my place, I lend you jeep.

Do something, will ya? For Pete's sake.

- Just hold on. - Well... Well, do something.

It's coming to me. It's coming to me.

You look worried, Chet.

I am. The shelling stopped.

Yeah, I noticed it.

Could mean it's all over with Craig.

I wonder.

- I got it! - What is it?

We'll get 'em out to the jeep.

You go around to the side of the house and get her.

I'm wastin' away! Let's go! [Chuckles]

[Horn honking]

[Men shouting indistinctly]

I think we'll take the jeep back.

No, no, no, no! No, no, no, no jeep!

Him belong to Cho-Cho daddy!

Maybe we better arbitrate this.

Start arbitrating.

[Whispering] Cho-Cho. Cho-Cho? Honey?

[Both sighing]

Oh, we finally made it.

What do you say to that?

Yeah.

Oh, baby, you said it.

[Jeep horn honks]

Come on.

- Get in. We're leaving. - What?

Well, sir, I just got engaged. I can't leave her.

Novello, get in.

Alright.

Why, you old skinflint,

this jeep's got a special motor in it!

Runs on coconut juice, she does!

No, no, no, you promise good dowry present!

[Jeep horn beeps]

Alright, men, the party's over with.

Business as of now. Let's go.

Leave's over? I still got money left.

You got no place to spend it.

The Japs have just taken Banichi.

What about me, Major?

There's still some friendly natives around.

You'll have to contact them. It's the best I can suggest.

She might run into some of the unfriendly ones.

She'd have a fightin' chance with us, Major.

We could hide her somewhere.

We're fightin' a war, not dancing a cotillion.

Now, let's get going.

I'm not leaving without her.

I could shoot you for that kind of insubordination, Lieutenant.

Maybe.

Alright.

Looks like you get to that front line after all.

Let's go.

[Indistinct shouting, jeep horn beeping]

Get the lead out. We've got to get to the TNT,

if the Japs haven't beaten us to it.

I'm sorry it worked out like this.

I'll keep out of your way.

Will you?

After the job is finished, make your way back to this point.

Get in jeeps and start driving.

Brothers will pick you up and take you to the coast.

Okay, let's go.

Here you are, soldier.

I hope you know how to use it.

Seems alright.

Shall I go see?

Yeah.

[Quietly] Okay.

[Explosions in distance]

Alright, take the playthings out.

Even a rookie knows better than that, Lieutenant.

Did you think you were in a bar lighting a cigarette?

That guy can cut your jugular vein with a word.

We'll see who cuts whose jugular vein.

Everything here, Donovan?

Yes, sir, including this tin cure for a hangover.

Here, this'll keep you warm.

[Explosions in distance]

Gather 'round, men.

Alright. We'll work in three teams of two men each.

Donovan, you go with me.

Uh, Lieutenant, you go with Zagorsky.

That leaves Green and Novelo for the third team.

You haven't told us the objective of this mission.

Just what are we dyin' about?

In that headquarter building we put up for Colonel Craig,

we build a basement bomb shelter.

It also served another purpose.

Some of our top intelligence records were kept there,

including the names of some of the guerillas

on this and other islands,

the manner in which they were to get their supplies,

and the delivery points.

We didn't get a chance to destroy those records.

For all we know, they're still there.

- They might have found them. - Maybe.

But we still have to find out.

On your right as you go down the basement steps,

you'll find some cement blocks.

A middle one in the third row can be removed.

Behind that, you'll find the records

If they're there. Man, this is a screwy war.

Yeah, who do I see about handing in my resignation?

Alright, we'll leave at 0200. That's nearly six hours.

You men better get some sleep.

We'll take six one-hour watches.

I'll take it first, man.

Novello, tie this to that post.

Your private quarters, Miss Mason,

and I do mean private.

I want you to lay off.

I mean that.

[Wolf-whistling]

[Men whispering indistinctly]

- Lousy censor. - Oh, he ain't human.

Okay, Donovan, I'll take over.

Real pleasant out here.

Hard to think that a couple of miles down that hill [Chuckles]

You better get some rest.

Major...

We give you a pretty rough time of it, don't we?

No more than I've got comin' to me.

I've been soldiering most of my life,

served under a lot of men.

You're up there with the best.

Thank you, Donovan.

I heard you come out here. I wanted to talk to you.

Lieutenant Hall will be out here in a minute,

ready to battle me for your favors.

You don't fool me with that caustic tongue of yours anymore.

I just want to tell you that you're in no way responsible

for what's happened to me.

It's my own fault completely.

Well, that doesn't make it any easier.

Few hours, I have to take those men out there,

maybe to die.

Here you are, a reminder of all the things men want to live for.

Yeah, even me.

You make me wanna go on livin'.

Now that it's too late.

You know what I thought

when I saw you come back to the hotel last night,

all those leaves sticking on your clothes?

I looked at you, and I said to myself,

"There goes a high-class, college-bred camp follower."

Even though I knew I was wrong, I wanted to believe it.

Even as I was thinking it,

I knew I could love you.

I love you.

Now do you see why you shouldn't be here, Beth?

I'll go.

Better.

Please.

[Men conversing in Japanese]

At 0345, start back for the jeeps.

You should be there by 0500.

Walk carefully, and keep your gun ready.

If none of us are there by 0530,

get into a jeep and start driving.

Matt, what I said out there,

I meant it.

So did I.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

Keep thinking that.

You two sure did look cozy.

You're glowing like a high-school kid

at her first prom. What happened to us?

I don't know.

Easy how you handle that stuff.

It ain't firecrackers.

[Grunts] Man, I'm carrying enough TNT

to blow up Mama Lily's black market ration coupons.

I want your kiss, Matt.

- I'll forget that, Lieutenant. - Don't.

Use it in my court martial.

And this. - [Grunts]

[Screams indistinctly]

[Crying]

Had enough?

Only for now.

I feel good now, Major. Had to get it out of my system.

Hell with that court martial.

Over here, men.

Right, it's 0157.

It's three minutes before we start.

Say, when you get to New York, you look up a fella

by the name of Tony Bracken for me.

You tell him you knew Marty.

Marty the Gooch is what they used to call me.

Now, you tell them I was parsing off Japs

like I was getting paid piecework for.

You know, he's gonna get a kick out of that.

You'll tell him yourself someday.

You kiddin'?

Besides, who needs it? It stinks.

Well, you can wait for me at the jeeps.

I'll be there. - I'll wait for you.

Ah, these hams with the last stack climax.

You know, I got a hunch. We're all gonna make it back.

Alright, check your watches.

It's 0201.

Alright, Donovan and I'll take it from the north.

Lieutenant and Zagorsky will take it from the west,

Green and Novello take it from the east.

Get as close to the house as you can.

Should make it there by 0345,

those of us who get through.

At 0350, each team strikes.

Remember, to do the job right,

we've got to use explosives and fire.

Any questions?

And don't engage the enemy unless you have to.

If you do, you can't expect any help.

One of the teams has got to get through.

Alright, Novello, Green, take it from the east down the hill.

Lieutenant, Zagorsky, the west.

Goodbye, Beth.

Come back, Matt.

Let's go, Donovan.

[Animal hooting]

[Speaking Japanese]

[Speaking Japanese]

We could clean them out, Major. They're not soldierin',

they're takin' a moonlight walk. - That's a break.

They think they got nothing to worry about.

[Grunts]

This stuff weighs a ton.

It'll get a lot heavier before it gets lighter.

[Animals hooting]

Boy, my feet hurt.

You should've left 'em home.

Thought I heard something.

[Speaking Japanese]

[Shouts in Japanese]

Hey, that's coming from the hill.

Yeah, sure landed on Tommy and Marty. Let's go.

It's in the shoulder. Watch it.

It's a flesh wound.

I didn't even get to make a fight out of it.

Man, that hurts. - You ain't croakin' yet.

Got yourself a puncture, that's all.

Well, I'll have to get some help to get you back to the shack.

You can make it with that dame photographer.

Wait here. I'll be right back.

I'll wait on ya.

There she is.

Come on, let's move and get it over with.

Chet, Wally, eternity'll have to wait a few more minutes.

What will?

What are you doing here?

Patrol jumped us. Tommy's hit.

I need some help to get him back to the shack.

I can't do it.

Japs'll be on that hill like locusts.

I'd just be sacrificing anybody I sent back to help him.

Gonna let him lay up there and bleed to death?

I've got to.

Maybe on the way back, we'll...

I'm gonna go back there myself.

You're stayin' with us, Green.

I said I'm goin' back!

You move, and I'll kill you.

You're murdering that kid up there.

Cut it off, Marty.

3:47.

Lieutenant must be in position by now.

Beth'll be starting back for the jeeps.

[Gunshots]

[Conversing in Japanese]

[Whistle blows, men shouting in Japanese]

Tough luck, Major. Looks like they're alerted.

I don't know.

The more men they send out looking for us,

the fewer men there'll be around the house.

We'll give them a chance to clear out, then we'll move in.

[Whistle blowing]

[Speaking Japanese]

Now the fun starts.

Okay, Green, you cover us

As soon as you can, join up with Hall.

Set? - Yeah.

I hope you make it

so Novello can bug you the rest of your life.

[Whistle blowing]

Okay, kid, let's move.

[Gunshot]

[Shouting in Japanese]

Aah!

That's Hall. He must be in trouble.

Get over there and give him a hand.

Get two dozen of 'em, Marty.

Ready, old timer?

What are we waitin' for, sonny?

Lieutenant? It's me, Marty.

They got him, huh?

He'd be mad as hell if he knew. He was convinced he'd make it.

They got Novello, too.

It's getting to be a small world, ain't it?

[Grunts]

[Whispering] Take the window. I'll take the door.

[Speaking Japanese]

It's alright, it's just my hand.

[Gunfire]

I'm not waiting, Lieutenant!

I'll need about three minutes down there, Donovan.

Try and see if you get them.

[Grunts]

Come on, you lousy, stinkin' hoods!

Come on!

[Speaks Japanese]

[Gunfire in distance]

For a bit there,

I thought I'd fooled that mn at the pearly gates.

Ah, quit your bellyachin'.

You got at least two more wars to go.

We'll be out of here in one minute.

Aah!

Get the flamethrower.

- He's dead. - I set a trail of gunpowder.

Never mind about me!

Always the hero, aren't you?

"Never mind about me."

Donovan's hat.

Any second now, Major.

Alright, now to get to the jeep.

Come on, on your feet.

Put your arm around me.

[Speaking Japanese]

[Screaming]

[Grunting]

Chet. Are you alone?

No, I brought him back for you.

Take me to him, Chet. Please.

Sure.

He's all yours.

He needs a stretcher.

[Shouts in native language]

At this point, I'm supposed to say, "Bless you, children,

and may all your troubles be little ones."

But platitudes nauseate me,

so we'll give it a real switch, Major.

I hated your guts the first day I met you.

I still do.

Outside of that, good luck to both of you.

- Lieutenant. - What do you want?

Thanks.

Come on, Cho.

How's that camp of yours fixed for girls?